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Mindy's Family

Copyright© 2008 by Fuzzywuzzy

Chapter 2

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A young girl's descent into submissve depravity with her Family.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   NonConsensual   Incest   Mother   Son   Father   Daughter   BDSM   DomSub   MaleDom   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Squirting   Scatology   Pregnancy   Cream Pie   Spitting  

By the time lunch was on the table the following midday, Sam had completely finished the beautifully seasoned oak casket's exterior; oops, the seasoned oak commode, for want of a better word, and was fitting out the entrapment shackles inside. He had to widen it so that Mindy's knees were nigh on up to her armpits, snuggled under where her armpits would be locked in place. A belt strap would encircle her hips; cinched tight, it wouldn't allow her to struggle as she was raped by her father and brother. Wrist bands would hold her forearms from escaping; and, the piece-de-resistance, two upside down padded hooks would retain her shoulders in place.

Sam had just fitted a restraining contrivance, somewhat like an Iron mask, which when in place would effectively prohibit any displacement, or movement of her face and mouth.

Sam decided that was enough for the morning; now was time for a long untroubled lunch.

Maybe he'd open a nice Beaujolais to go with the steak barbecuing outside. He must remember to get Ethel to do the final fitting of all the parts; she was just about the right size as Mindy.

By four p.m. Sam had all the gadgets, bells, and whistles in place, ready for the guest of honour, and Ethel had laughed rather hysterically when the lid finally dropped down and was locked in place automatically, so that no one but Sam could disengage it and release the prisoner, oops their daughter; for it was just at that point that Sam realised he was tempted to throw away the key when Mindy was locked in her tomb. Mindy was going to be imprisoned; she was going to be totally and disgustingly corrupted, and it seemed that this was what she wanted.

"Ethel, come here please," Sam called out for his wife's help. "I need you to try out the crapper for me."

Ethel came downstairs into the basement, and through the utterly clean efficient workroom of her dear husband. "Well, well, well. What have we here? It looks wonderful, my love, how does it work?"

 
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